Reveal his improvements

The area hidden behind the curtain was filled with sturdy looking black containers lined with thick foam. A few burly men were breaking down the Transportation Boxes and the stage, putting them in these containers. Sapphire could feel their looming gaze as they shoved past with support beams and floor plates over their shoulders. She tried to hug her shoulders to block their view of her exposed body, but her arms hung limply at her side as she lead with her chest, following her new boss. She took the opportunity to check out her newly modified form, ignoring how sensually she had to feel herself up. She hefted her buoyant tits, counting one curse on the app. Her narrow waist couldn't just be attributed to her wardrobe change, so that was two. Her outfit switch could be considered the third, but the lack of cheerleader theme was obviously replaced by her new assistant theme. Here, she realized how unblemished her skin now looked, all the degrading tattoos thankfully erased. Was the App showing her mercy? She rubbed her thighs together anxiously, both to expend nervous energy and to scratch a burning itch between them. Her thoughts raced at normal pace, though compared to her bimbofied thoughts, she felt like Einstein. Even so, she couldn't fight her own, rational thoughts from turning to sex. A need was building in her core, and it was fed by the two hard nubs on her balloon boobs and her cameltoed pussy, but also from the light A/C blowing on her bare limbs. Each goosebumps felt like a tiny clit, and biting her lip to suppress her moans only sent more signals to her brain. At the end of the alley this stage production was situated in, William entered an average looking black sedan.

It was a rental, judging by its lived-in-ness; Sapphire flicked her dainty wrist across the upholstery before sitting down in the passenger seat with tightly crossed legs. The magician entered the driver's seat and tossed his silk top hat and cape into the back seat. "Alright, Sapphire, how did you feel about your first act?" He asked her. He eyed his indentured assistant as he started the car. Sapphire squeezed her face tightly inward as the beat up vehicle revved to life, in turn revving her up quickly.

Increased arousal. It must have been the third curse. She allowed herself a satisfied sigh at the conclusion, which let a more aggressive moan sneak out after. The driver grinned as he recognized his choices manifesting. Her panting lips parted to answer the question, and she was happy to hear most of what she meant to say. "What the fuck's wrong with you, you clever magician?" The final words were not hers, though the entire sentence dripped with the entendre the two words implied. She thought more on her reveal on the magic stage. She hadn't noted at the time how she didn't sound like a bimbo, but she still didn't sound like herself.

"Why don't you check for yourself?" William teased, and Sapphire remembered how her phone had been dropped back in her cleavage. She went to quickly reach for it, finding her posture and gesturing to be much more dramatic and exaggerated. She pulled out her phone, and she displayed it in her palm like William had a chance to win it with a trivia question. It allowed her to notice the showy, blue case it was sporting. Finally her body decided she could use the device as intended. Aquamarine nails tapped across the screen, pulling up her Curses tab. Shiny gold exclamation marks bobbed next to the newly acquired punishments. Her smooth faced wrinkled in confusion at the total. Why where there more than three?

Lovely Assistant Level 3: Feathery showgirl costume comprised of corset one piece with visible camel toe. Fishnet stockings and platform stilettoes
Waist Not, Want Not: Cartoonish small waist
Beat Face: Permanent makeup
Perky Set: breast do not sag
Hair Trigger: lower threshold for orgasm
Sound the part: peaks with a husky, erotic, bedroom tone when talking to someone

She hadn't had a chance to notice the makeup permanence yet, but 'sound the part' tied another loose end. A grayed out curse drew Sapphire's attention. 'Inked' was no longer active, as she had noticed, and this led her to notice that 'Old Faithful' was also now gray. With the outfit switch, all the math added up: three for a major curse and three from swapping. "I hope you like my additions." William said, almost self-consciously. Sapphire's glare was betrayed by an 'oh, you!' smirk.

"You're gonna be in so much trouble when I get you alone." She tried to threaten her captor, but the double entendre laced remark didn't carry the same hostility, and her eruption of giggles made her sound like a toddler breaking in her play acting. Even her standoffish, crossed arms looked playfully pouty. Between Acting and Sounding the Part, this App threatened to take her whole identity. Sapphire went to the Synergy tab to see what had replaced her bimbo nature.

Earn the Name: (Act the Part _+ Sound the Part) + Entitled

So her exaggerated posing on the stage and her scripted dialogue had been due to the names she had been assigned. Sapphire was grateful to be able to comprehend what is happening again, though ignorance would truly be bliss now. Speaking of ignorance, her focus on the App left her completely blind to where William was taking her! when she finally looked out the window, they were pulling into a generic, lousy motel in a neighborhood she didn't recognize. She would have a hell of a time getting home after she got away from the magician, who was exiting the vehicle with his costume pieces under arm.